My husband has these explosive sneezes, and it never fails that one of the cats is on my lap when he detonates. Cat shoots off like a bottle rocket leaving a trail of bloody gouges behind her. Of course, I don’t blame the cat (never the cat); I blame the spouse.
OMG! This is nightly with Gracie (Boone is slowly following her lead). If it's hot, Gracie will be by it. I lose count how many times I have to take her off the counter top and put her down onto the floor while cooking dinner. Normally I will sit at the table and the kittens will sit with me but yesterday I had to be stirring the sauce constantly so it wouldn't burn while thickening up.